Such is my life

So.

I just found out that this attractive person I was "crushing" [oh, how I hate that word, but I am at a lacking for a better one here...] on has a girlfriend.

Sigh.

I can't say I'm too surprised considering the magnitude of his attractiveness. However, I am feeling a bit sad [not depressed... goodness, no... I've only spoken to the chap twice], because I feel as though this type of thing happens to me all the time. Ah, well. I will move on with my life as I always do.

I am seriously starting to stress about fining a job. I have now applied for 5 jobs on campus, and have not gotten a single one of them. And... only two of them I even got interviews for. =[. I guess I am going to start looking off campus on Monday. Pull the old yellow pages out and do some "Excuse me, could you tell me if you're hiring?" phone calls. It's needs to happen fairly ASAP.

I have to read Henry V tomorrow and do my first "act" entry in my Shakespeare Journal. Can we just talk for a minute about how that class is going to royally kick my behind? I am aware that in order to be a English Major with a Literature Concentration that you must have this class, but I fail to understand why. Not everyone likes Shakespeare. I know this is probably a hard concept for some, but NOT EVERYONE LIKES HIM. I promise. I only really and truly like 3 of his plays. Three. They are: Macbeth, A Midsummer's Night's Dream, and King Lear. And that, my friends, is it. So, I am trying to comprehend why I must suffer, yes suffer, through this class. Ah, well... I must, so I will stop complaining and "grin and bear it" as they say.

I do like my other classes, however [minus the whole non-stop reading part, but that is a part of life, I suppose]. My Medieval Lit class is by far my favorite. Mark Taylor is basically the most amazing teacher at Berry [you know aside from Paul Wallace, who doesn't teach at Berry anymore =[.] I like my Lit Theory class, because Paul Trolander is pretty ballin' and he tends to make the discussion fairly interesting. Speech is pretty fantastic [although, I can see it getting fairly difficult]. I love that I have known Bob Frank, for pretty much my entire life. =]. Western Lit is okay. I like the readings we're doing, but sometimes she can be boring...

Speaking of Paul Wallace [which, I wasn't really... but whatever], I tried to send him and email, because I miss him/his class more than, like, anything. Except for the part where the only email address I have for him is his Berry email, and since he doesn't teach here anymore, I doubt he still uses it, so I don't think he got the email, and that makes me sad. [Wow, tangent much?]

Anyway, I was trying to talk about the homework I have this weekend, I don't really know what just happened. [Pause for breath and continue].

I have:
Henry V, plus "act" entry #1 for Shakespeare
The rest of Beowulf and the appendices for Medieval Lit.
[the following three things are for Tuesday, but...]
Chapter outlines for 5&6, and start my Research Assignment for Speech.
Books 16-20[?] in the Odyssey for Western Lit.
A bunch of 17th Century British Poems/studying for a quiz for Theory.

[I have a lot to do, and only tomorrow/Monday to get it all done.]

The basic gist of my life is that... I have no life. At least not this semester. Which means, that I probably shouldn't be posting on here, but, you know... I must stop reading sometime or I'll go completely crazy. [Some would speculate that I am already completely crazy...]

Today was a fairly fun day. Paige was here, and she was recording something VERY EXCITING, and it was a lot of fun, and then we ate at IHOP, which was great.

=].

Well, I guess I'm done for now. I should read. A lot.

Love love.

SAC